I was walking through the back yard and found this sign of spring! I just know the groundhog is right about March 15!
So yesterday I was trying to decide what to give up, or give, for lent. And then my phone rings....hmmm, wonder what
the Scribe wants? Wonder what she's giving up? Anything? I always look at lent as a time to re-start the year. Kind of like resolution time...but maybe a little more spiritual. She wanted to know if I wanted to join her and
RJ for coffee....oh jeez...I can't, I have to go get insulation. You wanna go get insulation I ask? Well sure, she says. WHAT? I think....
So we make plans to meet and then wonder...should we call RJ now, or call after we get the insulation, or should we just surprise her and show up at her house? We call. We woke her up! RJ is wondering why we didn't give her more time than 10 minutes to get ready. I listen to them bantering about this issue, wondering why they are wasting time talking, when we are already on our way to her house. We get to her house and she is drinking coffee and The Scribe spies breakfast.
Good thing it's Fat Tuesday. And I do remember RJ blogging about having to buy two boxes of Krispy Kremes when she only wanted one....wonder what happened to the other box?
And for the record, a couple of weeks ago RJ and Scribe came to my house and they just kind of took over, walking around, looking at things, going into my basement...well...you can read about it
here And let me say I had about a five minute warning, after being sick for two weeks, and the dogs had just torn up two plants. So I didn't feel too bad about giving RJ ten minute warning, and I kind of just walked in and had a little fun with the camera...
What's this? MY initial on her wall. weird...
A retro meets Jetson's bread box.
Odd....
Cute...
While RJ is finishing getting ready to leave, the Scribe shows me a gnome book.
Really Odd...a gnome book with naked gnomes....and OMG
Really really odd and weird... a gnome nursing twins. After this book, and accidentally stepping on Scruff....she yelped...I decided I'd better get outside. (I told her later I didn't really step on Scruff, that it was a set-up. Scruff set me up.)
So we go outside. VERY cute - is it a gnome house?
I think we're going to have a few parties on this patio this summer, but I hope
the neighbors take the stickers off of the garage windows by then!
So we take off to go pick up my Shug's truck. He's at work. What we neglected to mention to RJ was that my husband has been basically living in his truck for the last six months while he works on building our new home, and I have no idea how we are all going to fit in the truck. We decided we'd surprise her with this bit of information.
She was a trooper...and of we all went to pick up insulation.
ALL of us. We decided to let our roosters free range a bit while we picked up insulation. We had to drive around the back of the store to pick it up, and the Scribe was a bit nervous about me backing into a garage bay in My Shug's truck. I explained to her that I am a little tougher than I look.
Truth is...they're a little tougher than they look too!
Afterwards we all went to Panera and I treated them to a cup of coffee and a pastry, since I appreciated their help and it is Fat Tuesday after all. So, I ask, "what are you two giving up for lent?" RJ, "nothing" Scribe, "I don't know...something" "Should we call NOTARO?" We were supposed to call her next time we go to Panera.
We call NOTARO aka
Granny Bee
She shows up and the Scribe does a little work on her computer. RJ has this 'thing' about NOTARO. It's all about NOTARO. She claims every time she does a craft and shows someone they mention NOTARO...When she shows up at Panera, the Scribe gets to work on the Granny Bee blog as RJ tells her she really needs to start posting more. These two are tough I tell ya. They tell it like it is. Then I tell them I gotta go because my Shug and I are going to Hacienda to listen to this guy I know play in a band and eat some food for FAT Tuesday. They tell me that sounds fun and they are gonna crash our date!
And they did!
The food and drinks were flowing, in celebration of FAT Tuesday.
and we listened to the band...
My candy bar showed up...(RJ's man, T-Bone even showed up)
NOTARO showed up...
and everyone was having a great time, when the Scribe said, out loud no less,
"Who's Freebird?" we decided it was time to go.
Cindy Bee
PS - The Scribe and I decided to give up white flour, white sugar, and something else...hmmm, I forget what else....and I'm going to add devotions to my daily things to do....for lent.
